Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland.

Chapter 259 Zhao Shanming died!
Just as I returned to the world of cultivation, there was a gust of evil wind with a strong smell of blood.

Another monk of unknown origin came out and invited me to take the elixir.
Especially after hearing his words, Chen Wang sneered in his heart and said calmly: "In that case, someone needs to lead away the monster guarding the elixir. Who will lead him away?"

Chen Wang is not interested in this and will not join forces with people of unknown origin.

He held a three-inch flying sword in his hand, ready to strike Zhao Shanming at any moment.
The other hand had already touched the cloth bag around his waist.

Zhao Shanming smiled and said, "This is our first meeting, so I naturally cannot let you lead the monster away. I will lead the monster away, and you take the elixir and wait for me at the agreed place."

Chen Wang raised his eyebrows.

He thought that Zhao Shanming would promise him benefits and let him go to lead the group, so he took the elixir and left.

"You trust me so much that you're not afraid that I'll run away with the elixir?" Chen Wang said.

Zhao Shanming shook his head: "These two spiritual herbs are extremely coveted, so I am naturally worried, but I really can't take them all by myself."

"What's more, I know of several places where spiritual herbs are found in this mountain. Isn't it a pity that you lose other spiritual herbs for these two spiritual herbs?"

You are really good at bragging... Chen Wang said: "This spiritual medicine is not a wild vegetable in the mountains. How do you know so many places?"

Zhao Shanming took out a token and said, "To be honest, I am a disciple of Spiritual Medicine Valley, so I naturally have some skills in finding medicinal materials."

Lingyao Valley is a cultivation force that specializes in refining elixirs and making medicines.

Not only that, each disciple has a special way of finding elixirs.

The token he took out was neither gold nor copper. It was obviously specially refined and was unique to the Spiritual Medicine Valley.

Although Chen Wang didn't recognize it, he could tell that the token was extraordinary.

He pondered for a moment and said, "As far as I know, the Spiritual Medicine Valley is very far away from here. Why would you pick herbs here?"

Zhao Shanming said, "Fellow Daoist, you may not know this yet. Hongyun Sect has gone through a huge change and was besieged by several major forces. It was my Spiritual Medicine Valley that came to the rescue."

Chen Wang raised his eyebrows.

He just wanted to find out some information, but unexpectedly he learned about this situation from this person.

"That means the Hongyun Sect did not retreat?" Chen Wang thought to himself.

He pretended to be puzzled and said in surprise: "As far as I know, Hongyun Sect has a Golden Core Patriarch. What force dares to attack him?"

Zhao Shanming smiled slightly: "That old ancestor... Hehe, it's a long story, fellow Daoist, please follow me to get the elixir first, there is no time to lose, if it is obtained by others, wouldn't it be a pity?"

He spoke very firmly, and did not reveal the situation of the Red Cloud Sect's ancestor.

Why is this guy laughing so obscenely... Chen Wang complained in his heart, but said calmly on the surface: "I am not interested in taking the spiritual medicine, Brother Zhao should find another helper."

Zhao Shanming urged: "Fellow Daoist, you only need to pick the spiritual herbs. Are you still unwilling to do so?"

"Isn't this just like picking up spiritual stones from the ground? This is a great thing!"

"If I hadn't been so busy and was afraid that someone else would grab the opportunity after I left, I'm afraid this opportunity wouldn't have come to you, fellow Taoist."

Zhao Shanhe's words were very persuasive. He emphasized the urgency of time and the reason for asking Chen Wang for help.

But Chen Wang didn't care.
The person who won the lottery at the train station was more realistic than his acting, and at least he had a supporting role.

Also, if the situation is really that urgent, and there is no time to find help, why are they hunting monsters here?
Chen Wang shook his head: "I am timid and my cultivation is too low. I don't want to get involved in this matter. Brother Zhao, please say goodbye."

He stepped back. Zhao Shanming frowned and sighed, "Fellow Daoist, you still don't trust me. If we join forces to take this fortune, won't we both benefit?"

Chen Wang stopped talking to him, holding the three-inch flying sword tightly in his sleeve, his eyes fixed on Zhao Shanming, and he stepped back carefully.

Zhao Shanming stood there without moving, looking at him dimly, without making any move. After a long while, Chen Wang turned around and left.

It was just that Zhao Shanming was in the direction of the market before, so Chen Wang deliberately took a detour: "It's rare that this man didn't take action."

The previous road was easier to walk on, but this road was overgrown with bushes and extremely difficult to walk on.

Even though Chen Wang had excellent physical fitness, he had no place to stay in many places.

The three-inch flying sword seemed a bit small at this time, and Chen Wang didn't want to use the sword energy.
It's just a waste of energy just to clear a path in the mountains.

He took out the Xiu Ba Sword. When the sword was not activated, it had an elegant shape and did not seem to have anything special about it, nor did it have any strong spiritual power.

Chen Wang drew out his sword. The sword energy was cold and sharp. In the mortal world, it was a magical weapon that could cut through iron like mud.

However, although the sword body was like a pool of autumn water, it still did not emanate any Taoist charm.

Chen Wang took this into consideration when purchasing the product, as it suits his need to be low-key.

Chen Wang swung his sword and cut through the bushes in front of him at an extremely fast speed. The cut was smooth and there was no resistance at all.

"If I had a sword like this when I was a kid, I would have cut down all the grass around it!"

"Not a blade of grass grows!"

Chen Wang thought to himself.

As a result, he walked a little faster.

"It seems that the Red Cloud Sect's ancestor has a problem, or the kind of problem that makes people laugh. This is a fucking half-sentence!"

"But from what he said, it seems that the Red Cloud Sect still controls this place, which is a good thing."

Chen Wang thought to himself.

He had a feud with those people in the market town before. If those people were in charge of things here, Chen Wang would have to consider moving to another place and starting over.

Of course, before leaving, I must take revenge and kill people, especially that tall young man!
Things are not bad now. Revenge must be taken, and life can go on.

As he was thinking, he suddenly spotted a dark shadow in the bushes ahead.
He swung his sword and cut through the bushes in front of him.

He is probably the only one who can chop bushes with a top-grade magic sword.

Chen Wang found that it was a corpse. Its body was bitten to pieces and its internal organs were almost eaten. One of its legs was also eaten.

The death was extremely miserable!

There was some blood on his face, but we could still tell what he looked like before he was born.
But after Chen Wang saw it clearly, his eyebrows raised and a chill rose in his heart.

"Zhao Shanming!"

That’s right, the corpse in the bushes in front of him was Zhao Shanming!

It was the disciple from Spiritual Medicine Valley who he had dealt with before!

Just now he had been on high alert, sensing the movements around him. Zhao Shanming definitely did not run ahead of him, nor did he fight with anyone!
"Zhao Shanming died here early in the morning, so who is the person who is talking to me?"

Chen Wang frowned, and suddenly a chill rose in his heart.

I didn't even notice it before!

He went forward to check Zhao Shanming's body and found that it was bitten to pieces and his internal organs were hollowed out.
There was a magic sword scattered nearby. Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual energy, it was probably a mid-grade magic weapon. There was no storage ring on the corpse.

(End of this chapter)